#anyway it is dumb in ways i am enjoying and maybe sometimes soon i will beat it

[cuideag]

deeply annoyed at the grip dragon's dogma 2 has on me. is this what i have been missing this whole time. how are there so many goblins everywhere. where are the kissable men.

[mika-no-sekai-blog]

Part XII

Word count: 2200+

Warnings: fighting, swearing, burns, SA, blood

Autumn themed divider by tsunami-of-tears

Part XI | Part XIII

Your heart stopped at the sound of voice that followed you day and night, especially at nights, and then raced up. Another kind of tears filled your eyes and your teeth started chattering with fear. You didn't want to admit that sometimes you heard the echo of his laughter in the hallways, nor that his face terrorised you in the dreams. Because if you admitted it to yourself, you wouldn't even be able to leave the bedroom. You forbade yourself to think about it, but the horrors you experienced didn't disappear so easily, they just moved into your subconscious, lurking around in your most vulnerable moments. You wished this was one of them. You didn't want to see it but you had to. You slowly looked up to place where the voice came from. This time it really wasn't just your imagination, it was real.

The red head, Volkan, stood there with a mocking, cruel smile on lips, blocking your only escape route and for a short moment you were back in a room carved in stone. You were completely paralysed. He looked just like back then, the resemblance to his brothers undeniable now that you could see him clearly in the daylight. New was only a scar stretching from the temple to the corner of his mouth on the left side of his face.

And he wasn't alone. Behind him, near the door, arrogantly stood the other male, Lord Nail with a long sword attached to his back. He was waiting for you to give him your full attention. As soon as he had it, with one-sided grin he ran his hand over the lock and part of the door frame. The metal sizzled and melted. There was no escape from here, only a long, unsurvivable fall down.

"You even can't imagine how glad I am to meet you again," Volkan draw your attention back to him. "Last time we were interrupted in the best, unfortunately, but that won't happen again. I'm not done with you yet." His eyes slid down to your chest and then to the hem of your skirt and he licked his lower lip. You felt bile raising in your throat, instantly dirty solely from the way he gazed at you. He moved, slowly heading to you, that disgusting smile widening.

You internally screamed at your body to move, pleaded with any forgotten god who was willing to listen to send you help. A sob of relief escaped you as you legs and arms finally moved and you crawled backward, away from him.

He bursted out laughing. "Stupid woman. You can't escape me. Look around! The only way leads head first down. I doubt you could survive that, but we will test it soon, anyway." He wasn't in hurry, playing with you like cat with frightened mouse. He was enjoying this kind of situation, the power he had over you, the terror he evoked in you.

"Hewn City really brings up dumb women good for only one thing," Nail chuckled slyly, stepping closer, his dark eyes gleamed with lust. You felt sick. "Pity that this one have to die. I like quiet ones. It's much more fun to make them scream. Maybe we could get more of such like her when you become High Lord. What do you think?

"That's actually pretty good idea, but this one is mine," Volkan snarled. "You watch the door! That circus trick of yours can stop her but not my brothers. I don't wish to be disturbed this time."

Nail huffed discontent, but did as he was told. He was so ready to enjoy even watching though. You could feel it in his gazed that roamed over your body.

Meanwhile you managed to get up to your shaky feet, keeping the distance.

"You have quite a stamina," he started circling you like a wolf, closing on you. "I like that. It's pity I can't keep you. I'd love to examine it in detail. The look on Eris's face would be priceless."

"St-stay away," you stuttered. Your heart was about to explode. You had never been so scared in your entire life. You were so stupid. If only you hadn't come up here. If only you stayed with Eris, this wouldn't happen.

And Eris.. Your dear husband. You would give anything to see him one more time. To have a chance to apologize for your behaviour. To hold his big, warm hand. To see his beautiful boyish smile. To hear his deep voice.

No! You didn't want to end up like this. You couldn't give up yet, you had to fight. You rushed to the battlements, readying to shout at the top of your lungs for help. Hopefully someone would hear you. However, your mouth filled with smoke and you were choking on it, unable to breathe.

"Tsk, tsk. Forget that! I won't let you shriek for help." Volkan used the moment and lunged for you, his strong arms wrapping around your waist and throat from behind. He easily dragged you to battlements on the other side where nobody could see you, and pushed your upper body down on the cold stone. You were trashing and kicking, trying to break away from him. It was useless. He was too strong.

"Let's proceed," he hissed to your ear as he pushed your legs apart with his. His breath caressed your face and for a moment everything went dark.

"Don't worry. It'll look like a suicide. Can you imagine what will people say about him? Less than a year after the wedding and he already drove his wife to commit suicide. It'll be fun."

You felt sick to your stomach. You couldn't do that to Eris. You didn't want him to suffer any more. You pushed with all your strength against the stone.

"But before I kill you," his body was holding you down with ease while his hand started to pull your skirts up. "I want to hear you crying out my name, bitch."

Still choking on smoke, you couldn't scream, you couldn't do anything. Hot tears slid down your cheeks. You squeezed your eyes closed and thought of only person who ever cared for you. Your Eris. You screamed his name in your mind as cold breeze touched your thighs.

In the same second the door melted into a puddle on the ground and your husband stepped from the shadows of staircase. You immediately felt his presence even though you didn't see him and sobbed in relief.

Nair cursed, but before he could do anything, a ball of fire hit him and lifted him off of his feet high into the air and above the battlement. With an ear-splitting roar, he fell from the tower.

Eris didn't even blink, his gaze trained on Volkan's hand on your thigh, just few inches from your butt. Liquid fire swirled in his amber eyes and he burst in flames.

"Hands off of my wife!" He snarled lowly, the sound so dangerous and raw coming from the depths of his chest that you shivered with fear and got goosebumps all over your body.

The smoke disappeared and you finally could breathe. You never thought that there would be a time when you would be so excited that you could take a lungful of air. There was only one thing that made you even happier than lungs full of fresh air.

He came.

Despite the fact that only a few minutes ago he was so upset with you, Eris came looking for you.

However Volkan wasn't ready to give up so easily. He grabbed you, pulling you up on your legs once again. Your back bumped into his broad chest while you had to balance on your tiptoes and something sharp and cold pressed against your throat. You gasped and froze, eyes widening in horror. It was a dagger, the first drops of warm blood already rolling down your skin.

Eris gritted his teeth and flames disappeared in a puff of smoke, his eyes jumping between you, the dagger and the redhead.

"That's it, brother," Volkan growled. "Don't try anything or I'll cut open that pretty neck of hers. And you know I'll do it."

"Let her go. She has nothing to do with this. It's only between you and me."

"Look at you! How low you have sunk. You not only brought this dirt to our Court, you are in love with her."

"Shut up!"

"How pathetic," Volkan laughed, changing the angle of dagger, so now it pointed under your chin. You tilted head back, trying to get as far from the sharp tip as possible. "Is she so good in bed or she used some dirty tricks to get here? Your coupling with this whore from Night Court has weakened you. I'm sure he got into your head with her help and uses you like a puppet."

"Do you even listen yourself?" Eris spattered. You'd never seen him so angry. His skin seemed to thin and you could see flames swirling under it. He was seemingly cool, calm, collected, calculating, nothing could break his focus. And his eyes.. Those amber orbs alone could kill. "No one can control me!"

"No? Really? To your knees," Volkan ordered.

When Eris didn't move, he pressed down on the dagger and more of the warm wetness ran down your neck and chest. You whimpered quietly. Eris's eyes shot to you. Your gazes locked and for a second you caught a glimpse of pain deep inside them. For some reason this was hurting him more than you.

Muscle ticked in his jaw and he reluctantly knelt down. Volkan started to laugh so badly that his head fell back. And that was a mistake.

That was your only chance. You didn't have time to think it over. You elbowed him in the left side as hard as you could. He didn't expect it. His grip on you loosened as he pulled arm that was holding you in place, to his sore ribs and you twisted to the side, dancing away from his reach.

Eris was immediately on his feet and his fist connected with Volkan's jaw with such strength that his head flew back.

His brother staggered but swung the dagger, managing to cut front of Eris's shirt and scratch his chest.

Eris caught his arm with dagger, the other hand landed on his throat. The air filled with a smell of burnt meat. Columns of smoke began to rise from under his hands and Volkan opened mouth in a silent scream, flames shot from his insides and his eyes. It was a horrible sight. Thankfully it took just a second and before your eyes he turned into ashes carried away by the wind.

As the relief that the nightmare was finally over, spread in your chest, you noticed something else. You again couldn't breathe. Your mouth filled with blood, the front of your dress was already soaked in it. He didn't cut you that much or he did?

Your knees buckled and you began to fall to the ground. Eris's arms wrapped around you, slowing down your fall. He carefully pulled you into his lap, his face contorted in pain and rage, his amber eyes filled with silver tears. He pressed a trembling palm to the long cut across your neck, trying to stop the bleeding. It must have happened when you elbowed Volkan, but because of the adrenaline you didn't feel it right away.

"No," he sobbed. "No! You have to stay with me. Do you hear me? Stay with me!"

You were making wet squeaking noises as you fought for air. Your eyes found his face in a fading light. You needed to apologize to him. You had to, before it would be late. You couldn't leave like this. You focused on that with your whole being while numbing cold was slowly spreading through your body, the darkness lurking at the edges of your vision. You couldn't feel your legs nor arms anymore. The time was running through your fingers like water, unstoppable.

Eris's hot tears were falling on your face and rolling down your cheeks like your own.

"You can't leave me. Not yet. Not before I-.."his voice broke and he shook his head. "My Y/N.. my sweet mate.. Please, not yet.. Stay with me.."

"E..ri..s.." you wheezed. It was so exhausting to push even so short word through your stiff lips. You desperately needed more air and more time.

The sounds of heavy footsteps filled the air and Killian with a few soldiers and healer at his heels appeared. They were slightly out of breath after running up so many steps.

"Five dead guards and several injured were found. I came as soon as-" Killian halted as he saw you in Eris's lap, the blood seeping between his fingers on your neck.

Eris was shaking wildly with sobs, pressing you to his chest, your eyes never leaving his face despite hardly seeing it. It's been a while since you stopped feeling his touch that was keeping you warm. "It doesn't heal.. Why? This can't be.. My mate is-"

You never learnt what he was about to say because darkness swallowed you suddenly, without warning. The picture of his harrowed expression and damp face was burned into your mind, following you to the nothingness. All your senses shut down at once and you felt as light as feather, floating in a void of space and time.

You didn't make it.

You didn't apologize.

[fleursbending]

hello!! i hope you're doing well and don't forget to take care of yourself!!

could i please request a lo'ak x fem metkayina reader with dialogue prompt 5?

thank you so much if you do!! make sure you're taking breaks, okay? <3

𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐇𝐢𝐧𝐭. | Lo'ak Sully

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : while you were one of the most sought members of the clan for your intelligence, sometimes you tended to be as dense as a rock. or in other words, lo’ak proves time and time again - that he only wishes to be worthy of your love.

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : lo'ak sully x fem!metkayina reader

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 : 5. "Would you acknowledge my feelings for you if I kissed you right now? You can't seem to take a damn hint, [name]."

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 : this was part of a writing event i did for reaching 100 followers, it's crazy to me that now we are on the way to 1000. i'm forever grateful of all the love and support you guys give me! an official permanent prompt list will be up soon where you can request whatever you'd like any time. "ˏˋ °•*⁀➷" indicates a flashback. anyways enjoy loverboy lo'ak <333.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: dumb with love reader trope, reader is a dense mf, lo'ak is a lovesick fool, a lil angst but mostly fluff, minor cussing.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 3.4k words !!!!

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 : @eywas-heir @spicycloudsalad @missdreamofendless @prty-poisxn @scarlettwitch-4 @23victoria @avidreader3107 @purplehyacinthss @itssiaaax @neteyamoa @tsireyasgf @nijirozzz @useryourbut @yua-himari @sweetheartlizzie07 @grierpilots @reneehillary69 @fruitsalad1

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆, well almost everything it seems. The Metkayina clan admired you for your intelligence and quick thinking under pressure. Somehow you always found a way to alleviate high-tension situations and find solutions to ongoing issues in your community. 

Y/n was most well-known for her baskets, and while that may sound odd. It was her pride and joy. She’d found ways to intricately weave baskets of different sizes and durabilities. Being able to have more room for storage, or able to withhold more weight. It would give her an immense amount of comfort when people would praise her for such random yet useful interventions. 

For example, “the carrier” - an object weaved in the shape of the Na’vis shoulders so you can hang your clothes on them! A true miracle worker.

Don’t get Lo’ak wrong, he absolutely treasured those aspects of Y/n. But you were outright dumb sometimes, which was quite the contrasting statement. 

The poor Sully boy could hold a sign saying, “I don’t just see you, I thrive in your presence. I am the best version of myself when I am with you. I really like you!” Yet you’d still just nod and even fist-bump him, probably commenting on how sweet he is. 

Like God damn woman, take a hint! 

Were you just blind to love? Playing hard to get? Oblivious? Lo’ak truly did not know, and Kiri did not offer much help in that department either. 

The two girls were just starting to get close to one another, alongside Tsireya. And no one else wanted to be friends with the eldest Sully daughter. She was not risking a strain in a newly developed friendship just to help his ass feel better.

Maybe, he thought. Just maybe he wasn’t being obvious enough? From then on he decides to go the extra mile with his intentions.

Getting your food for you, walking you to places. Getting callouses and blisters on his hands just to learn your almost mystical weaving techniques just to take some of the workload off you.

Neteyam had witnessed these obvious advances and the shift in his demeanor, deciding to use this as ample opportunity to tease him.

He remarked, “Baby brother, that is what friends do.”

The younger had hissed, pushing the eldest in annoyance. 

Friends?! Is he fucking with me? Absolutely not. The boy had muttered to himself as he begrudgingly stomped out of the mauri. 

A new determination flickered in his eyes as he saw you in the distance, snickering at whatever girls talk about with Tsireya. 

Lo’ak would do whatever it takes and prove that he is worthy of your attention and love.

Instead of doing the normal thing, like asking your parents if he can court you. He figured, eh? Why not stir the pot in his own way? He’s an independent young man! He can handle this on his own.

His touches began to linger more, it felt like his scent had been roped to your skin. Always attentively wrapping an arm around your shoulders, or his large hand would basically engulf the entirety of your wrist. He’d guide you to little spots on the outskirts of Awa’atlu that he personally found great comfort in, even then the skin-to-skin contact would linger.

These were places you’ve lived amongst your entire life but always brushed by in passing. Your heart would grow twice the size, being able to witness the fondness twinkling in his eyes as he’d appreciate every single part of nature he came across.

It lit a spark deep within your bones, one you’d furiously try to stomp on to take out. 

Lo’ak did not help in that sense, considering he’d show how protective he was over you whenever a fellow boy of the clan would give you even an ounce of their attention. You’d nag at him to stop the act, saying you could handle it on your own.

The cherry on top? You’d pinch his cheek, and that was it. Nothing more, nothing less.

No, “Lo’ak you’re so handsome”. Or, “Lo’ak you take such great care of me, I like you too!”.

Day by day, he was becoming more fed up and frustrated. All he had to do back at home was slightly teasingly flirt with a girl for the heck of it, and they’d already be profusely blushing. 

But you had that sweet smile always gracing your face, and it wasn’t that he didn’t love it. Because frankly, he really does. 

It just felt like he was getting nowhere, prancing back and forth to try to encase himself in your heart. 

Lo’ak’s ego has never been shot down like this before, and it was dampening his mood. He just wanted to dote on you, be there for you. Not like he was now, but as a partner. Someone who could kiss you, cuddle you. He craved for you to ease his worries, to reciprocate his tumultuous feelings. 

To him, it felt like he was climbing up a tree that very soon he’d be pushed down from. He was praying to Eywa that all his efforts would be worth it in the end. 

If only he already knew Y/n returned all his feelings. To be fair, you weren’t the greatest at showing or even expressing it. In her eyes, she doesn’t perceive any of these motions Lo’ak is going through as anything more than platonic. 

Even Kiri is tired of this, because yeah. Maybe this friendship is willing to be strained and bent a bit because her dear brother is losing his literal marbles.

She can’t fault you though, you’ve told her time and time again. No boy had ever expressed such avid interest in you, you’ve always been an afterthought to them. They were almost always sent your way to collect your creations for their families. In their eyes, the Olo'eyktan's daughter was far more of a catch than she would ever be.

You were okay with that, to some degree it benefitted you. Although not this time.

His insecurities started to riddle him, eating up all the hopes and desires he had painted for the both of you. Can he not live up to whatever prior expectations you may already have going on in your pretty mind? Lo’ak can’t help but overthink because he feels like he is going nowhere.

Now, that wasn’t your intention at all. There was something about the boy that utterly terrified you, he was the first guy in her life that she actually considered a friend. That meant the entire world they orbited around to her. Lo’ak to her was new waves of entirely unexplored waters. It was a feeling that she hadn’t been able to delve into for eons.

Yn’s clan was isolated, in the middle of the ocean. Scattered amongst dozens of other villages alike the one she inhabits. Nothing remotely new had graced their presence for so long. 

How dare she not fall for the inquisitive and rebellious forest boy? Every day he gave her a taste of something so avant-garde to her already influential mind. Every day he gave her a new perspective and angle to a place she’s coexisted in her entire life. 

So while Lo’ak was concerned about his feelings being dismissed, Y/n was winded from even encountering them in the first place. 

࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ˳೫˚

There was something amiss. 

It’s now midday, and there hasn’t been any sighting of Lo’ak. Y/n didn’t see him at breakfast, or at his mauri. He wasn’t at their usual meeting spot either. She remembers it like the back of her hand, the corner to turn to get to her own mauri. He’d always be standing there with a coy smirk, leaning against the structure pole closest to him. Not today, though.

You’d been looking for him all day, even asking his siblings. They all gave you the same answer. “Do we ever know what he is truly up to?” 

Yeah, they had a good point on that one.

Y/n couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling nibbling at her stomach though. She had looked to where their families Ilu’s were kept, his was still there. She swam in the ocean, diving to his favorite spots. Her eyes even caught sight of Payakan in the distance, and there was no cute boy from the forest by his side. 

You start to feel a great sense of loss. This was something you certainly were not used to and never wanted to be. Day in and day out, he was without a doubt always here. By your side.

There was a certain emptiness creeping under your bones, lapping at the crevices of your heart and situating there. Dread poured down on you like the rain kissing at your teal skin. 

For the first time in these last few months, you had never felt so alone. 

Y/n had never felt so utterly vexed, and no one around her was giving any fucks. 

(Stupid Lo’ak, teaching her curse words. Stupid Lo’ak, for making her care so damn fucking much.)

She stomped to her mauri, letting out a restless sigh as the rain ceased. Grabbing at her supplies she made it her own personal mission to situate at a part of the island not regularly inhabited. 

You missed him and the solace his presence brought you. His little snarky remarks or complaints about Ao’nung being a dickhead again. Or Lo’ak whining as you would mend his wounds, blisters scattered across his palms and fingertips. Work and effort he had put into helping you figure out the new invention that had been weighing on your mind. 

Just the little things that should be so minor, weren’t to you.

Now you can’t help but ponder on it, maybe he does feel the same way you do? That perhaps it wasn’t all so black and white. Rather instead, something far more complex and out of your vicinity. 

Another sigh fell from your lips at the thoughts that you continued to mull over. Leaning against the tree behind you, when suddenly the importance of this place hit you.

It was the first time you had witnessed Lo’ak, all alone.

 

࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ˳೫

ˏˋ °•*⁀➷ No parents nearby were scouring his every move, siblings lingering to tease him and oddly make him feel even more like an outcast. Thank Eywa too, for there were no bullies there. 

It was just him and you now.

Y/n could tell he was dealing with utter turmoil, so you had adjusted your hold on the basket full of materials weighing heavily in your arms. Oddly enough it was filled with things to weave even more baskets, this time of varying sizes with colour in them. You wanted them to look more pretty, and eye-catching. 

She watched as his hands that were dug into the sand, moved to scribble whatever his heart had desired to draw. They came to a still, as your presence drew itself closer to his. 

Lo’ak was convinced you’d ignore him out of shameless disgust, just like everyone else does in this clan, and walk by without a word. But all you had given him was that smile, and he knew from then on your soul was too gentle for this cursed world.

You tilted your basket to him, showing the contents inside of it. “Would you like to learn how to make the best baskets in all of Metkayina?” She peered down at him, with such tender luminous eyes. 

How could he say no to that?

His mind was astray, and he didn’t really know how you knew that he needed a distraction. 

But with a nod of his head, as he straightened his posture, you let out a quiet noise - something akin to a cheer. Making yourself comfortable in front of him as you sat down, you took everything out and laid it on the sand with such care. 

There, he tuned in to another lesson. 

The whole time he pretended he didn’t know anything, Neytiri totally didn’t teach him how to weave or anything at a young age, not at all! He had good reasoning to do so because your voice sounded and felt so saccharine and cozy. It had reminded him of the fruits back at home.

Lo’ak also couldn’t help but admire how your worry lines would become evident and scrunch up when he’d make a little rookie mistake. Ever patient as you are, you’d glide your hand over his and ease him over the instructions once again.

For a boy who complained so much, not a peep came from his mouth as he learned from you. 

࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ˳೫

A strange sense of deja vu washed over Lo’ak as he witnessed you leaning against an all too familiar tree. Y/n was mapping out the contents of her mind into the grains of sand closest to her. 

He’d been nestled in his own head the whole day, trying to understand the situation he had desperately wondered if he should pluck himself out of.

Lo’ak wondered then, had you admired him just as much as he was in this very moment? 

Taking a deep breath, he then stalked over to you.

The swooshing of the sand moving abruptly caught your attention, making Y/’s eyes dart up.

You call for Lo’ak, and it melts him to the core. He always loves the unintentional dip in your tone whenever you’d pronounce the last part of his name.

He didn’t know what burned in him then, but he felt it was now or never.

As he grabbed your arms and dragged you up, Y/n could only stumble into his chest with a faint “oomph”. The Sully boy leaned back, hands drastically moving to smooth your hair back which had fluttered everywhere due to his abrupt actions. 

He gazes at you then, unpacking everything that made you who you are for the hell of it. For the reason that he’s afraid. He’ll wither in tremendous sorrow if he doesn’t get some form of confirmation from you.

Lo’ak cannot keep playing himself with the what-ifs, he needed to hear what now.

"Would you acknowledge my feelings for you if I kissed you right now? You can't seem to take a damn hint, Y/n," Lo’ak uttered with a voice mellowed in affection. 

Her mouth opened, then closed, repeat. Gaping, reminiscent of the fish in the ocean a few steps away from both of them. With watchful eyes he saw as you suck your teeth in, nibbling nervously on your bottom lip.

Y/n hesitates, cautious but unable to fight against it. Your hands seek and grip his shoulders. A force so soft, so kind, so you. Lo’ak exhaled. 

“Your feelings for me?” Y/n croaked, sheer shock displayed on her features.

He could only laugh and shake his head in utter disbelief, his braids almost covering the eyes you worshipped upon. Oh my God, you truly are that clueless. 

Lo’ak looked at your hands that splayed on his shoulders, before tilting back up to peer down at you.

“My feelings for you… they are all-consuming. You surround me, like the tides of this very ocean,” He points out to the vast sea to the side of you two.

He continues, “and it hurts. I am in pain because I feel like I am drowning in it. And you aren’t there. I dream of you, I think of you, I act like! Like my brother for you. You do not witness my loss of breath, my all that I give! For, you.” 

He specifically targeted the fullness of his passion and annunciated in the last two words, hoping his point had finally gotten across to you. His face paints an exasperated expression, wounding you deeply. 

Your brain is as much of a mess as the fishing nets you and Kiri had tried to untangle this morning. The clarity that leaches onto you feels all too antagonizing. Y’n tries to reason, but he shakes his head again. Putting his hand over yours that still weighs on his shoulder. 

As if the entire weight of an Ikran pressed into him. It was daunting and petrifying. 

Treacherous at the seams. 

He gulps and lets the gates flood. “I know you are not dumb, far from it. Your mind is so fucking bright, that even I still get surprised by how you handle even the most mundane things. Even up to now, even if I’ve observed you hurdle through your daily activities constantly.” 

Y/n whispers his name again, lips pulled to a frown and Lo’ak wants the sand beneath him to swallow him whole. But he must know.

“I fear you are clueless though. Do you not see or feel how I do?” He voices his prior thoughts.

The nail to the coffin.

He had never sounded so desperate before. Lo’ak had always been a spitfire of sorts, and sure he had his moments. Although this time he was pleading, yearning, and aching. 

Somehow like a miracle, it was directed your way only.

You twist your head, gulping to try to muster up a source of confidence and understanding to power past this.

This is Lo’ak, the boy who barely left your side since finding each other. Your Lo’ak who you knew so well. Always there for him through thick and thin. The youngest son who looked up to his brother so fiercely, with a dad he could never seem to understand.

She looks up at him, properly and with conviction. “I do see, I do feel. I do, all for you,” Y/n begs to be heard, and his irises are blown.

He too never heard you so desperate.

Y/n embraces all that Lo’ak is, just like the very first time she laid her azure eyes on his. 

“I guess, I am just incapable of seeing the signs. I do not have any experience in this…area of things.” You shyly whisper at the end, cheeks flaming at what you hinted at.

Lo’aks eyebrows furrow. He’s trying to obtain some understanding as his thumb grazes the apple of your cheek before cupping the side of your face.

You see him. You really do.

“I am usually only sought out for my intelligence, not of anything else. Lo’ak, no one has ever seen me in the light you seem to.” Her eyes look wistful as if she’s been transferred back to past events.

For good measure, you add on, grumbling. “My parents aren’t excellent examples to learn from either.”

Lo’ak croons, “I’m sorry.”

You grin up at him, and this time something shined. Lo’ak did not know if it was his heart or the slight difference in your expression, but there was something new mingling in the air.

His thoughts become fried as you tilt your head further up, balancing on the tip of your toes. Lo’aks hand almost slips from its grasp on your face. However, now you’re really close. Lips hovering over his as you coo, “Please accept this apology for making you so infuriated.”

Not only did you whisk his thoughts away, but his very breath too. You kiss him, this time being the first one to take action. It almost ceases the boy's heart altogether, you took this leap for him. For the future of you both.

As you retract from him, a pleading whine fell from the boy in front of you as he raced to chase your lips.

Y/n giggles at his actions, admiring the boy in front of her.

By Eywa, you were indeed a clueless fool.

The eyes who looked into yours now were so unlatched, expressing everything else he couldn’t say in words. That was the same gaze he gave you the very first time you’d see each other at the start of the day, and all throughout until the end. Awaiting to repeat itself the following day.

“I’ll only accept your apology after you let me have a few more kisses.” He interrupts your intrusive thoughts, and you could only laugh bashfully as you sink back into the entirety of him.

“Alright, Lo’ak. Whatever you say goes, it seems.” You mutter against his lips, and as you’re brought into a second kiss. His hand settles at the back of your head, guiding you. 

Y/n can’t help but think, she wouldn’t mind learning about the ways of love with him. Whether that was through actions or words. Even a simple passing look. 

Just like he listened and learned your ways of the Metkayina clan. You’d do the same because now you see. Now you can finally observe what makes Lo’ak so incredible. 

It’s how he bestowed love so boundlessly.

𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 ━━━ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

⤷ feedback and reblogs are always much appreciated ! feel free to ask through my inbox if you would like to join my taglist. ♡

[inconsideratekidney]

10/17/24

hey gamers,

i wanna be a gamer, i wanna be up in here gaming on a thursday afternoon, double-monitored up, hella snacks.

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yoohoo big summa blowout. it's fall and it's amazing. loving my sweater moments because i exist in sweater weather. it is a time for seasonal depression, but also for cute and bulky sweaters! my favorite accessory. I consider them accessories because they are very much a part of my outfit. i am my outfit. i am the main attraction. just kidding...the sweater is the main attraction, i'm not that egotistical...

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anyway....i don't have much to say to be honest. i have talked to people and had my fill of spill-ing out my brain. i am content with my state of mind right now (i have no big assignments due tonight or tomorrow night). i am stressed about next week with 2 midterms and more big work coming in.

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the adhd brain is such an interesting thing--how can one be so distracted and yet not be able to distract oneself when necessary? trauma is one thing, but intrusive thoughts are so dumb and stupid. why have a brain if it can't function well enough to do what you tell it to do?

figures, i have so much on my plate and so much death in mind. my uncle's, my friend from high schools--which makes me think of the students last year who died and all others, and liam payne from one direction???? like what???? that's crazy. i can't strip that down for him the same anymore. wtf. like i can't take death in general, but this one is so different. it's like when cameron boyce died. so young and so out of the blue. i was shocked when i heard the news and it's just so terrible. fucking TMZ, ofc they posted a partial picture of his body, like wtf. no composure/demeanor like my interpreting gang knows. just odd behavior.

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i am into watching House MD and honestly it's so interesting. my mom was on general hospital and dr. quinn medicine woman, which i'm sure no one knows about and probably one other show i can't remember, but i am into House right now. i like the dynamic, for now, and might get sick of it soon, though, cause i've been watching it a lot lately and might be overindulging. it's whatever. the show is witty and informative. i enjoy seeing the ways that the doctors develop their personalities and i wish there was a bit more drama relating to each of the doctors, but it's mainly about house and his group of doctors. oh shwell. maybe i am more into drama hospital shows than i thought. my youtube shorts feed sure thinks i am (and i keep liking them). i hate algorithms sometimes.

i have been instagram-free for a couple of years now! and tik tok free for some handful of months! but i am terribly addicted to youtube shorts.....

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rock, paper, scissors, says shoot! i picked scissors what did you pick

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give me good recommendations for a laptop. i will bother everyone about this. i want a good computer that runs windows. pretty pls. my computer is giving me such a headache and i hate it. just anything with windows and that is somewhat light and somewhat cheap pretty pls. :prayer hands:

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rawr. i am the evil tiger of the wicked west. i will be taking all of your cookies. mwhahahhhahhaahhaha. om nom nom. they're mine now and in my belly. mmmm mmmmm. yummy.

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i need a brain break. rahhh hiyaa.

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tips on how to go insane?

step one: exist

step two: do life

step three: repeat.

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td:lr?

um, not much folks.

not much this time

gamer

(sweat)er

talking and death

house md and addiction

lappytoppy

mushy brain

sanity

need a break, goodnight

kD :3

[albywritesfiction]

I just wanted to say, because of the latests asks about the pining of the ROs for MC, that I'm very grateful for your decision to make both Ædric and Cyfrin have pre-existing feelings for the MC.

It may seem like such a dumb thing to thank someone for, but so many IF authors seem to have that mindset that they must make everything so that the story doesn't seem to "revolve around the MC" in-universe, meaning few characters will be interested in the MC in any way from start, and more often than not they will have romances with each other / random people if the player doesn't romance them (something I always hate! - I mean, that last part). It's obviously very valid and makes sense and it's a matter of each author's preferences, but as a player it's dishearthening to see very few games cater to MY preferences in that aspect. The fact yours does is a breath of fresh air to me! So yeah, thank you for that!

Also, I'm re-asking something I had asked before because maybe the ask was eaten or you answered on a day I was very busy and I somehow missed it and couldn't find it afterward - if it's as such, could you redirect me to the other ask? I would love to know if - especially on the capital route - we can decide our MC is still in-love with Ædan despite everything? Like, I know he's not a RO since it's not reciprocal anymore! My angle is basically a MC who wouldn't be able to let go desptie the hurt, or something like that. Would be very tragic of course. I'm not planning on going that way anyway, it's mere curiosity. Oh and if you saw the ask but decided not to answer for spoiler reasons or something else, then sorry for resending! I know tumblr eats asks sometimes and that the search function, if needed to be used, is more often than not pretty evil, so I prefer to veer on the side of caution and distrust towards tumblr, and just ask again!

Hi again Konoï and Noir!

Sorry again about how long it took me to answer your last ask 😭 When I got this one I was like, 😨 I'm sorryyyyy it's queued up for tomorrow though you'll see it soon I really need to write and come up with words faster 😭

I'm also really sorry to everyone else who has sent in asks that I haven't answered yet 😭 I'm not used to having to answer more than like 3 essay question exams that are like, "How does osmosis work? Explain in 3 - 5 sentences" and this was way back in high school 😅 Now the only papers I write are research papers and laboratory reports about centrifugation, adsorption, and other similar topics 😭

So yeah, I'm really sorry again for taking such a long time to answer, but I am doing my best to answer all the great asks I've received!

Now, onto your actual ask!

I'll admit, I wasn't expecting to be thanked for the decision I made about Ædric and Cyfrin having pre-existing feelings for MC, but I'm really glad that you like it 😄 Honestly, I just went with what I thought would make sense for our two sweethearts, and it wasn't always planned that both of them would have feelings for MC 😅

Cyfrin was always meant to have been in love with MC since they were kids, but Ædric and MC's relationship was supposed to be that of friendly acquaintances (with Ædric simply admiring MC and nothing more), then he was going to fall for them throughout the first part of the story and then eventually realize his feelings somewhere in the middle. But then I eventually realized that, because I had already previously decided that he and MC had been taking almost all their lessons together, his feelings of admiration would have grown much earlier after spending so much time with MC 😅

So yeah, I'm glad that you liked what I've decided for Ædric and Cyfrin and I hope you enjoy ATE when I release Chapter 1!

[thewollfgang]

A little update before I proceed to babble: The vibes are no longer vibing. A couple days ago I had just completely packed everything away (besides the essentials) when I got the news that my new place won't be ready till (maybe) April. There's no problem with staying a while longer at my current place but it's a majorly infuriating inconvenience as you can imagine. Why say it was "move-in ready" when it's not? Anyway, I haven't slacked on practising drawing our fangy boy. The sketches are coming out better than I thought they ever would (though I'm sure if I tried to draw a different face it would look like shit XD).

Babble: Seeing your Lucifer reblogs makes my heart ache, in a good(?) way. Does it sound stupid to say, though, that no matter how much I love Lucifer, I don't think I can watch it again? I can watch clips and stuff but I can't exactly explain the feeling I get when I think of rewatching it, especially concerning season 6. I guess I want to memorialize those feelings I got watching S6 when it came out, to not... overwrite them by watching it again I suppose. I dunno, it's a bit hard to articulate any better than that. It sounds dumb, even to me but at the same time, it makes sense? I really don't know lol. I don't feel this way with any other show I've watched, and I think it has something to do with how beautifully it ended (I cannot hear MCR without thinking about the end). They wrapped it up with such care and with so much thought behind everything, it's almost like they set out to completely ruin me for any other show. Lucifer set the bar too high, and someone superglued it in place.

Aw man, just when you've got your ducks in a row the pond's dried up. Well, at least April isn't that far away. Is there any place you can voice your complaints to? Sometimes it helps to give the wheels a push. I haven't been drawing much, but I did set aside some monies to commission one of my fav artists for some bg art which i am pleased by immensely. I'm gonna get it printed and place it on my shelf.

I've really been enjoying the resurgence of Lucifer love, so I figured I would do my part and reblog some sets. Plus i have like 7k likes and need to get those in a queue dear god. I was bracing myself when you mentioned s6! It seems all I see these days is negatively to it was a breath of fresh air to read your feelings about it. I'm fairly neutral when it comes to the final season. There were things that worked for me and things that didn't, but in the end, Chloe and Lucifer are together forever and that's what I wanted. The absolutely ridiculous nonsense on twitter gives me an apoplexy.

Anyways, I'm glad you sent an ask in, I have been thinking of you lately! Hopefully things will work out with the new place soon (fingers crossed) and always feel free to pop in and chat about life, bg, or lucifer! I'm all pointy ears, my love.

[oersteds]

So I got this in a comment. You have forced my hand, @harpykurry

Twiz Lore Summary (With Shitposts)

Massive amount of "jesus christ, dude" energy below the cut. You've been warned.

This. is Twiz. (Art by this person on Toyhouse go check 'em out they're cool)

Twiz has magic. A lot of magic. She's also stupid with it. Unfortunately, she has a very powerful brand of magic...

The dumbass can ressurrect anyone she wants. Do not give her a corpse, she will ressurrect it, even if she has no idea who she's rezzing.

Even if she ends up ressurrecting a Demon King.

Okay, I know he turns to dust in the game, but SHHH. He got a corpse because someone else fucked up with a ressurrection. They weren't even trying to ressurrect Oersted, which makes this dumber!!! They ended up casting Summon Random Corpse From Literally Nowhere because ressurrection magic is a Complete Fucking Bitch to use for most people.

So, Oersted, after the events of the game, ends up having his corpse wash up on a beach. Cool.

Twiz sees this. She decides to ressurrect him. She has no idea who this shmuck is, or what he's done, or what he might do when ressurrected. She just wants to be ""helpful"" and ""kind"" by ressurrecting EVERY GODDAMN CORPSE SHE CAN FIND. TWIZ. NO.

By the way, for Twiz, ressurrecting someone is very painful. It's like her personal brand of Bone Hurting Juice. There's no serious long-term consequences for it, but it just fuckin' hurts, man. So poor Oersted gets rezzed, and the first thing he sees is Twiz, collapsed on the sand, quietly whining in pain. She goes "ow oogh my bones," probably. He's utterly flabberghasted at these events, too much to even angst about his life right now. Not to mention that he feels like he got woken up from a good nap.

(I HC that most ""afterlives"" are just the dead people going to bed. Forever. This is why ressurrection magic is legal in my goofy little world, since around 85% of the time, you're just waking them up from the Big Bed In The Sky. Good morning, Oersted.)

(The 15% rate of a Not Sleeping afterlife comes into play.)

Twiz recovers from the Bone Hurting status effect she placed on herself. She only sometimes questions why she hasn't been killed by a freshly-rezzed person while in that state. Maybe they're just sleepy? Not everyone's all too grateful to be rezzed, after all. "You denied me my warrior's death!" is one she gets a lot from, well, warriors. Anyways. She says hi to Oersted, maybe does a little Chrom from Fire Emblem Awakening impression while helping him up to his feet. Y'know. The usual Twiz shit.

Shockingly enough, Oersted... sorta enjoys not being dead. Go figure, considering the events of the game. They pal around a little. Twiz shows him around the nearby town, and before Twiz decides "hey, who even is this guy?" she instead helps him get settled in an inn for the night.

That night, Oersted starts wondering: "hey wait a sec. How The Fuck Am I Alive." and then he asks the innkeeper (Twiz went to bed for the night. Plus, she's a very heavy sleeper. And she's deep in a dream convo. More on that soon.) So the innkeeper exposition dumps onto Oersted regarding ressurrection magic. How it's a bitch to pull off properly in most cases, and how Twiz is, to be bluntly honest, a fucking moron for ressurrecting a stranger. They finish by noting how people can't be ressurrected without a corpse to ressurrect. So, surely someone got his corpse from somewhere... but who would...?

Well. That doesn't matter, right now. What matters is that a certain Magical Bastard (Straybow) is Sliding Into Twiz's Dreamscape DMs right now, as we speak. And he wants something. Something very specific.

He wants to be rezzed. He just started calling every healer on his dumb little Ghost Phone in his dumb little Not Sleeping afterlife, asking the same question to each of them. He doesn't care who's rezzing him. He just wants to be rezzed. He's gotten a lot of "yea sure ok" from various healers, not realizing that he can't really be rezzed without a corpse... There is an exception, though he doesn't know this either.

That exception is Twiz. Yep. When I said "anyone," I fully meant "ANYONE." She's just the Rez Mage, I guess. She does have some offensive spells, so yes, pun fully intended.

The next morning, Twiz is in a liiiiiiittle bit of a magic coma. Y'see, she can ressurrect anyone she wants... But rezzing someone without a corpse is Very Fucking Tiresome. Being the exception sucks. Not to mention she just ressurrected someone else the very same day. She's totally spent, knocked the fuck out, so she can't do anything about the total goddamn shitstorm she just reignited.

Before the inevitable fight gets physical, the dragons attack. Yep. Part 2 coming. Eventually.

[diaryofasupergroupie]

Hi!

I'm in a strange situation where I'm hooking up with this musician from overseas (we met during his first ever time in Europe), and it's very much not supposed to be anything exclusive or serious.

However he is constantly saying things like how I deeply impacted him as a person, or how he wants to win my heart, etc. sappy things like that. It's weird because he's more than 20 years older than me and a divorced dad while I have just barely started to become independent from my parents. Also I doubt he'd have any trouble getting women when he's headlining festivals, so I have trouble imagining such level of emotional/romantic attachment with such a difference in life circumstances. I certainly don't feel anything like that for him, just sexual attraction and maybe some appreciation of him as a person.

Now, where I would like to ask for advice... First of all, is it unheard of that he might actually have feelings for me? Or does he just think I'm a dumb young girl who'll get more attached to him if he's acting romantic? If he does have feelings for me, then I'm uncomfortable with this dynamic, and would prefer to end whatever is going on between us. I doubt I'd ever love him like that, and I don't want to be leading him on.

I do enjoy his company though, and he's flying to where I am to visit me soon, but I'm very anxious about it. Would it be strange to just upfront ask him to drop the act if it's an act because it's not helping anyways? What am I to do in this situation?

Thank you, and sorry about the long ask!

Hey love! So I hope you take this in the best possible way. First it is not unheard of and it’s a thing that when you are in the music industry or entertainment that you mature differently so sometimes people older can bond with younger people because their maturity level is near the same. BUT I will stress this so much - as a man who is 20 years older than you why would he want to be with someone so much younger? I am a couple years from 30, would I want to be with a 18 year old? Absolutely not because we would have nothing in common. Men also tend to always like younger women, hence why teen is and has always been a top cat on p*rn sites. But when men want relationships with younger women it can be because they are aware it is easier to control them and manipulate them than if they were fully grown women with the same amount of life experience. And I am truly so passionate about making women aware of this because I have been there. But to answer your question you should definitely just ask him and say hey I don’t feel comfortable with this. Because he may be genuine which then the best thing to do would be to let him down and he should appreciate that. But if he is thinking he can control you he will get the message hey I am young but I will not put up with this. I hope this helps and I really hope things work out! - K

[flickering-chandelier]

Writing tag game by @bonecarversbestie

Thank you so much for tagging me @thelov3lybookworm you're the best 🩷

First of all, I am SO SORRY I've been so inactive 😭 Life has been insanely hectic but I promise that I am still cranking away and will have new fics for you all soon!

Anyway, onto the tag...

Describe your writing process from idea to posting/publishing

Gosh, is it dumb to say I don't really know? 😅

If we're talking about my own ideas, I truly don't know where they come from sometimes. A lot of times I'll be reading or watching a scene in something and it won't go exactly the way that I want it to. So then I'll start imagining how I would've done it, and then it kind of takes on a whole new life of its own.

For requests, I try to brainstorm a little more and really focus on the prompt so I can hopefully make the requester the best thing that I can.

Once I've got my idea, I honestly just sit down and write. I do get stuck, and then I'll have to go for a walk or take a shower or something and try to figure things out.

I edit and proofread as I go, and usually just post it when it's done.

Are you a plotter or a pantser?

I am a pantser alllll the way. For better or worse!

What do you listen to when you are writing?

Almost always Taylor Swift. She always makes me want to write, especially her moody, sad ones.

What’s your drink of choice(while writing)?

I'm not usually drinking much while writing, but once in a while I like to go to a coffee shop and get myself a latte.

Promote yourself! What’s your favorite thing you’ve written?

Ooooh, this is hard. One of my favorites is definitely Was Any of it True? and all of its sequels. I wasn't expecting to love this one so much, and it got a lot of traction which was really exciting. I also just love the characters in that one.

Share a fic of yours that you think is underrated/deserves more love.

Maybe Second Chance? I feel like Cassian doesn't get enough love sometimes 🤣

Do you have any advice for new writers?

I know everyone probably says this, but...Literally just sit down and write. Don't worry about if it's good, or if people will like it, or if you're formatting things correctly.

Just go for it! The best way to get better is to just do it and keep practicing.

What is a writing style/technique that others do really well that you'd like to get better at?

I am SO BAD at setting descriptions. What does the meadow look like? What does the room look like? Don't know, don't care.

(Cuz idk how to do it lol)

Is there a character you were surprised you enjoyed writing as much as you did?

Azriel! I was really new to the fandom and wasn't sure if anyone would even be interested in reading about him, but he was intriguing to me so I went for it... and now he's like my bread and butter!

Tagging: Anyone who wants to do it because I don't have writer friends lolol sorry

[lia-izuku]

Day 1

I never really imagined my life being like this. I thought by 28 I would have my career, my house and car, my two kids. I dreamed of being someone important, someone who knew what they were doing, someone for others to look up to, and yet I am still so unaccomplished. I mean I did graduate with my DA back in 2016, but even then I felt like it wasn’t enough. So here I am, almost 30 back in school still trying to figure out what the heck I’m even doing.

So I’ve decided to start a personal blog or a lifestyle blog whatever you want to call it. Im not even sure how to introduce myself here. I definitely don’t know how to run a blog, or what to talk about that would be even remotely interesting to other people. I just hope that doing this has at least some type of positive result, as I have no friends in the real world.

The reason why I’m doing all of this is because I took a break from social media. I took a break from social media for other various reasons which I know we all can relate to and understand. I just hope that doing this brings me new perspective, and understanding. So if you’re a little lost birdie like me then maybe this blog is for you.

Introduction

Hello. My name is Otilia, but I go by OT, I am a 28 year old mom of a one year old boy. Right now I am unemployed and in college part time with the hopes of graduating next year with a degree in Surgical Technology. I have always had an interest in medicine, which is why I feel so dumb for pursuing a career in the Dental world to begin with, but hey, we all make mistakes. Right? Anyways, I remember being a child at like the age of 6-7 watching surgical documentaries on T.V, and my face being only inches from the screen because I couldn’t “see” enough.

Initially three years ago I had gone to school be a nurse, but found that to be a little out of reach right now, so Plan B it is! I knew watching people get cut open was my niche as soon as Labs started during my A&P classes. It was like a whole new world had opened up and I have never been so excited about something my entire life (other than the birth of my son). I just thought “wow, this is the coolest” as I was elbow deep in the thoracic cavity of an 80 year old male cadaver.

Anyways, enough about that… right now my goals include finishing school, and having my wedding (finally). I do have a husband, just never had a ceremony or anything. We have been together for 12 years this coming October 2024. My hobbies include reading, games (I own a switch and XBOX), I also enjoy crafts sometimes like painting, crochet, and learning how to sew. I enjoy singing, and learning new things as well as going on hikes and being outdoors.

I will be trying to post on here as often as possible for myself, but I make no promises. If you’re interested in learning more about me and following my blogging journey feel free to. Maybe we’ll find something in common, maybe this is a complete waste of time. Either way, it’s nice to meet you all.

[hospitalterrorizer]

diary219

4/21-22/2024

sunday - monday

had fun with a friend and my gf today.

hanging out with this friend is always nice, he just chills, we talked about a lot of the ongoing social drama surrounding our group, it sucks and we're going on a trip to la soon with some people and i hope it's not tense, is part of what we talked about.

he also lost his voice talking to us, maybe from illness but he said he didn't feel sick + i feel okayyy soooo. probably nothing. he said he hasn't been talking a lot recently except for stressing his voice more at his new job, that kinda thing.

his new job, he seems to be enjoying it, which is very nice i think, it's odd to me to hear people enjoying work but i ccan't say like, he's wrong, what he likes isn't the painful part, just that he's working with people in a loose kind of environment, a small family owned restaurant, that kinda thing is always lax, when i worked at a chinese restaurant, it was like that. you could just sit on an empty kikkoman soy sauce bucket and wait for people to show up between washing dishes. it was nice and i still think that places showed me an insane amount of kindness, one man in particular. i cry thinking of him somewhat often.

we also played more resonance of fate. i had to grind for a while at the start just because i needed some items for a sidequest but that happened pretty quickly tbh. and then we just kept going, doing stuff. the game is so odd tonally, i'd expand more but basically it's like really beautiful looking and gestures in those directions in the text sometimes, but really it's just like, it really wants to be like a trigun game, which kind of rules, it's awesome that it's got this super pretty baroque thing going on except also everyone wears normal clothes except some people dress in like, the j-fashion-ified idea of old victorian-ish clothes except not really, and there's random medieval-isms thrown into the designs too. the way the cutscenes are directed also reminds me a lot of the stuff deadly premonition might do. very crazy.

there's a lot of charm to it, there's also the baffling horniness and strange misogyny of the game which is almost like, it's obviously not any kind of strong critique of that but it makes the characters who are like that so laughable and dumb, usually, like not in control of themselves, turning into children because they see boobs or something almost, it's insane and inexplicable. the game is all over the place , which is kind of a positive feature of lots of jrpgs.

anyway the sun is coming up. i just did a random bit of writing, now i need to sleep, i am getting sucked into revisiting some susumu hirasawa stuff rn, he's just so great at music, awe inspiring, and his synths always sound so so so good.

anyway

byebye!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

MICKEY U R SPOILING ME SO BAD … every single one of these thoughts fed me / watered my crops / etc etc. my master plan has worked <333 i got a bunch of super cute super real hcs for free!!!

i read this while drinking my silly lil cup of coffee right after waking up like i was reading the morning newspaper LMAOO i was smiling the whole time!!! talking to u is so funnn but also we really are just enabling each others obsessions arent we mickey 😭😭 …. very real of us i think

BUT HELLO????? I CANT BELIEVE U STARTED WRITING IN SEPTMEBER WDYMMMM ….. HOW R U ALREADY SO CRAZY GOOD ….. thats such a cool coincidence though bc im pretty sure i started posting my writing sometime around september!! or maybe august … either way im telling u we’re linked!!!

im so glad ur doing well too mickeyyyy 🥺🥺 and having fun writing!! as u should hehe. also SAMEEE uve made the writing process soso fun for me too <333 still going crazy over knights and princes etc etc. that vampire!reader x dumb sweetie!gojo thing u posted is also just rotting in my brain atp

AND MICKEYYYY U R LITERALLY SO COOL TO ME WHAT……… U LOVE MOVIES? UR A CINEPHILE?. plEAASSEE teach me ur ways i want to be a movie guy SO fucking bad but i have no clue where to start 😭😭😭 i kinda just live under a rock i think. i dont know anything abt actors or directors… I WANT TO THOOOUGHH…..

its so reassuring to know u love fight club also. i feel like super duper popular movies can be hits or misses but i trust ur taste 100%!!!!!! just from what ive seen i feel like i’d like it so maybe ill watch it sometime soon!!! im a chronic procrastinator when it comes to stuff like this tho 😭😭 i feel like thats part of the problem ……

aaaa but!! one thing i can say is that i DID absolutely love glass onion!!! knives out is still my fave of the two but both were so so good …….. i looked up the director of the holmes movies but i dont think ive watched any of his other works T_T

i honestly couldnt tell u what my taste in movies is either ….??? i love musicals a ton and i like . detective movies…. mystery movies…. i also love the ghibli movies but im trying to think of non-animated movies rn…. i WANT to say i can get behind pretty much anything but im so sensitive to horror and scifi and some psycholgical tropes WHICH LIKE…. definitely eliminates a lot of good movies 😭😭 i have no idea where to find movies to watch either <///3

(BUT ON THAT NOTE : I WOULD LOOOOVE TO SEE UR LETTERBOXD PLSPLSPLS I AM BEGGING ON MY HANDS AND KNEES………. i trust ur taste like i trust nothing else mickey pls show me the way 🙇‍♂️)

aaaa but anyways!!!! EVERYTHING U SAID ABT SASHISU IS SO REAL SO TRUE ……. giggled to myself reading it u just Get them. our silly little guys <33

PLEASEEE THE ARI/MICKEY/SASHISU MOVIE NIGHTS WOULD GO CRAZY WOULDNT THEY………. sugu giving everyone a death stare, gojo talking while the movie’s playing, mickey doing the same thing but only to share insightful commentary (gojo is talking just to talk LMAO)…..  and then me + shoko just sitting there in silence bc shes fully enjoying the chaos and im still trying to figure out whats going on in the movie PSBDBDBDB……. ”wait im lost whos that guy again?” cue 10 minute mickey/sugu exposition <3

BUT;;;;; SUGU HOLDING UR HAND DURING THE MOVIE…. RESTING HIS HAND ON UR THIGH …….. (explodes) mickey r u trying to kill me HES SOOOOOO…….. huffing a bit when he keeps missing ur popcorn-hungry hands…… gripping ur thigh loosely just bc he wants to feel u. watching ur reaction to the movie out of the corner of his eye…. i would give him the world

UR FEEDING ME W THE SHOKO CRUMBS TOO watching crime stuff w her would be sososo fun!! 🥺🥺 she would know Way too much abt it LOL…. and HELP u watching that as a kid 😭😭 thats so funny ur poor mom U WERE SO REAL FOR IT THO dont let the haters get u down <33

and abt the office!! i think shoko would find michael funny tbh. maybe has a bit of a soft spot bc hes gojocoded LOL but bc of that she has to act like she doesnt like him. more than anything tho i think she’d like pam !! :) shoko is just so gay to me im sorry i just KNOW she sees a pretty woman on screen and grows immediately attached <333

IM SO GLAD U SEE THE GOJO/MUSICAL VISION…… mickey if u want to watch a super good musical i recommend ”the guy who didnt like musicals” its very meta and very funny and the songs are sososo good the whole thing is on yt ull like it i promise 🙏🙏 def the one musical i’d recommend for ppl who arent super into the genre!!

ah but. u rly are trying to kill me arent u….. GOJO TRYING TO MAKE U LAUGH N SMILE BY SINGING HHGGGGHHG.. SOB……. hes the sweetest cutest ever ever ever how could u do this to me…….. 😭😭😭😭 its embarrassing how whipped i am hes so. hes just so. just wants to see u smileeeee god please save me from the grip this fictional man has on my psyche

AND OFC UR SO RIGHT ABT HIM TOO when it comes to reality tv he is always on the side of Women <333 our feminist king. "what a dick i would never i would never baby" BAHDHSHD U GET HIM SO WELL I CAN HEAR HIS VOICE…

and and!! WATCHING SPORTS W HIMMMM gosh that would be so fun ur right. he would get so heated so quickly PSBDJD i feel like he would get instantly infected by ur enthusiasm 😭😭😭 hes a cutie a sweetie etc etc. cheers for ur favorites and gets mad on ur behalf if they lose <333 then he switches up LOL ”i wouldnt have failed you like that” who does he thinks he is (affectionate)….

AND AND AND… UR FAVE MOVIES…… GRRRRRR I JUST KNOW U HAVE THE BEST TASTE MICKEY IM SO JEALOUS 💔💔💔 ive been meaning to watch everything everywhere all at once but im a lil scared of scifi-ish plots 😭😭 IM SUCH A SCAREDY CAT U DONT GET IT ……… BUT i have watched into the spiderverse <333 and obv i loved it !!

OHHH AND U LIKE ACTION MOVIES!! i lovelovelove action but i dont have much experience watching action movies that arent animated (so if u 👀👀 have any recs 👀👀👀…. i am begging for crumbs)

MICKEY I TREASURE OUR LONG RB CONVOS SM U DONT GET IT 🙏🙏🙏 they bring me sm joyyy i was gonna reply to the poetry thread right after this but since ur here anyways i figured ill just continue it on this thread so u dont have to jump back n forth <;33 this really does feel like we’re two soldiers drafting each other letters during a long war PDJDKBFBF

ok but 9-5 aside THAT GENUINELY SOUNDS SO FUN TO ME……… i think i would love to just do monotonous tasks like that <33 n a book warehouse!! thats so nice!!!!!! i hope u survive the work hours and find smth that fits u better though. im cheering u on!!!! <3

i hope u end up liking the book u buy too!!! so far siken’s only collections are crush and war of the foxes but again; both r super good!! plsplspls tell me if u find any poems at all that u like i’d love to read them!! im currently hunting down this One poem in my image folder bc it reminded me a bit of the one u sent me and i think ud really like it!! :3

AND OFC i agree w everything u said abt de and harry <333 I WAS THE SORRY COP TOO PSJFKDK but on my second run i tried apocalypse cop bc i think its so unbelievably funny. harry will literally say shit like ”the great bloodletting will befall us all” and kim is just like ”ok.” PDNDKD I LOVE THEM I DOOO….

CUNO AND CUNOESSE TOO ohhh mickey…. empathy was my main skill when i first played and i was SO invested in cuno i love him sm :( i feel so bad for him. hes also just the funniest character in the game i think pdbfkdkd HARRY EXCLUDED…

and on that note the quotes u picked out PLSSSS mickey theyre so good…… ”major narc. (point to yourself)” I LOVVEEEE HIMMM SOOO…… ”i would like to sleep on gold. hustler-style.” <- found this one in my de folder too hes so silly <33 AND THE ENTIRE BLOATED CORPSE CONVO FUCKING EATS god i love it sm. its so good. that quote goes so hard im keeling over (“i remember nothing.” as a response too……… whewwwww)

^ MICKEY????????? U CANT SAY THIS AND EXPECT ME TO SURVIVE IM GOING INSANE IM BITING AT MY SCREEN IM GOING RABID i know ive said it at least thrice but like. words cant express how fucking hyped i am for the next parts. im so in love w ur knight its unfair u truly dont understand how insane they make me :(( ohhh the burden of being a knight of being a weapon of being disposable…. i am THINKING

aaaa and ur fave games!!!!!!! GREAT taste i havent played any of them myself (yet!!) but my friends love them and ive heard nothing but good things!!! been meaning to play the last of us…. one of these days ill get to it for sure (<- chronic procrastinator)

i forgot to mention it last time but another rec i have (that i think ud really like!!) is slay the princess… BIG disco elysium vibes. i dont wanna say too much bc its best to experience blind but!! the art and designs are super good, its funny and interesting and has a lot of cool horror, AND : it has BIG ihtctaot vibes. at least to me!! either way its super duper good, i promise <33

AND AND ANDDDD LASTLY… i would LOVE to get some soundtrack recs R U KIDDING……. i absolutely loveeee listening to different instrumentals but i only rly do it for video games or anime (THE JJK S2 SOUNDTRACK…. whewwwww) so i’d love some movie soundtracks recs!!!! 🥺

u r teaching me so much genuinely!!!! i love how we’re just talking abt different art we love <333333 sending a big kiss directly to ur forehead

hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii ari<33 how was your day? how is it going? tell me tell me!! MY QUESTION IS what movies would be your movies with gojo n geto n shoko?? like something you're both always down to watch

i just thought about this bc i put jackass on for background noise (a totally normal thing to do i know) and i realized that jackass would absolutely be something me n gojo would bond over lmao i think he'd find it so funny and he'd react to everything sooo dramatically like he's crawling backwards over the couch he's gagging he's crying he's laughing and he will most definitely wanna fucking try some of the stunts............................ he's stupid and i love him

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MICKEY !!!!!!!! hihihi!!!!!!!!! so happy to see u here hehe. my day was good!!! 🌻🌻🌻 im trying to take advantage of my uni break to read and write a bunch!!! which is super fun :D i wanna check out more of ur stuff sometime soon too !!!!

what abt u mickey?? did u do anything fun??? i hope ur day was (or is!!) super duper lovely <33

AAAA AND. thats the cutest question ever im losing it im biting at the walls tysm for indulging my sashisu obsession….. this got long u have been warned ‼️

FIRST OF ALL i just wanna say i havent watched jackass so i cant comment as much as i want to 😔😔😔 bUT i trust u and agree w everything u say yep yep !!!! AND i 100% agree that gojo would do movie stunts w u THATS SO CUTE 😭😭 he would do the most complicated dangerous stunt just to impress u <333 and then break his ankle. and force u to nurse him back to health it was on purpose :/

ahhh but!!!! honestly mickey i dont watch as many movies as id like to……. (PLS GIVE ME RECS 🙏🙏🙏) i have some faves and genres that i love tho!! so here r just some general thoughts :3

gojo is canonically down to watch basically anything so i feel like we would hunt down the most awful/low quality/unintentionally hilarious movies we can n just lose it laughing. ALSO…. im not super into reality tv but i think gojo would LOVE that shit. obsessed w it. i would watch his silly little reality tv shows just to make him happy <333 i feel like he would have genuine beef w people on the show too PHDKDJD LIKE DAMN IS IT REALLY THAT SERIOUS… but it is. he’s out for blood.

….. also this is me being self indulgent lets be clear but: some part of me thinks gojo would love musicals <33 its the would-be theatre kid in him. i love and cherish the legally blonde musical and i know he would too. he sings along obnoxiously loud which would be super funny if he was tone deaf but sadly he has a beautiful voice LMAOO

NOW as for shoko …… she loves horror movies. loves them loves them. i think she’d actually prefer really bad horror movies though. bc she thinks the over-the-top effects are so funny… either way im suffering bc im a scaredy cat LOL. but i feel like she’d like that too <33 (i would cry and she would comfort me by explaining how splattered brains ACTUALLY look and that would make me cry more)

AH ALSO … i have literally no idea where this came from and its not a movie but!! i think shoko would be unreasonably obsessed w the office. its her hyperfixation. we would binge it together all the time <33 my favorite is michael but she would compare him to gojo (objectively correct comparison) and i would no longer be able to see him the same way

and then for sugu…….. he’s so pretentious mickey. i just know he is. ONLY watches good movies. if u ask nicely he’ll watch a bad movie w u but will silently judge it + ur taste the whole time i hate him. (i dont.) idk i just feel like he has way too much to say abt fight club and the godfather PSBDJBF TELL ME U SEE THE VISION…. will lowkey mainsplain them to u but its sugu so i think its fine <33

but jokes aside i think sugu just has Good taste. beyond the mainstream toxic man movies (and even w those i think he has genuinely good and interesting takes he’s simply Perfect)… i feel like he has a wide selection of lesser known movies that are actually really really good and he shares them w u <3 and gatekeeps them from everyone else im thinking like old monochrome french movies w really interesting plots …. indie gems …. etc etc.

but as i said im not knowledgeable abt movies at ALL so i think id just have to trust his taste n watch them w him 😭😭 i cant decide if he’s the type to pause the movie every two minutes to explain something or give u side eye if u talk while its playing PDBDJDJ EITHER WAY… i love him.

OH BUT BUT BUT …. i think sugu would love mystery movies a lot!!! and they r my favorites ever ever ever. i love knives out & the 2009 sherlock holmes movies so i would force him to watch them w me. thankfully theyre super good so we’d both be happy :) yeah.

if u pay attention while reading u can tell the exact moment i started getting carried away i think PDBDJD THIS WAS SUCH A GOOD QUESTION MICKEY ….. so fun to think abt. if u have any more thoughts on what u and gojo would watch PLS tell me i am itching to know 🙏🙏🙏🙏

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The Future

A/N: Hey everyone, I'm back on my TMNT shit again. Rottmnt Leo x GNReader - set in the Kraang future.

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Who knew the future could suck so much? After the Kraang invaded, everything seemed to just get worse. No matter how many battles and how many deaths, no day seemed better than the other. But at least you had one thing the Kraang would never have, family.

Though you were divided sometimes or lost to another realm, your family were always there for you. Perhaps four turtles, a rat and a random girl from Brooklyn wouldn't make up for the loss of motherly touch, but it's all you had.

And you wouldn't change it for the world.

Though the apocalypse was bleak there was always something to look forward to, whether that be finding more survivors, coming up with ways to slow down the Kraang or even just a beautiful sunset on a mundane and boring day.

Master Leonardo always told you to have hope, that hope would drive everything into place. Maybe he was right, maybe hope would be the key to winning the end fight. You couldn't see it yourself, perhaps you had hung around Donnie too much in your youth and now his pessimism is finally rubbing off on you.

"Hey, what are you doing up here all by yourself? Kraang will be patrolling soon."

Ah, there he was, the turtle of the hour.

"Leonardo, I could ask you the same thing."

You could hear his small chuckle, knowing his big shoulders jostled around as he laughed. You felt the empty space next to you be claimed by him, his arm brushing up beside your own, the cold metal giving you a slight chill. It was nice, what he did for Raph. He wanted to have something of each of his brothers, to remember them and as he said to you one night "Always have them with me no matter where we all are."

It was a kind gesture at the time and rung true so many months into the future. He bumped his elbow gently against yours, he was getting used to the whole metal thing, finally realising his own strength.

"Oh ho hoo, calling me by my full name, huh? What did I do this time?" he mused, you could practically feel his smirk. You shrugged your shoulders, just enjoying the moment before the chaos. You were sat up on a ledge, a crumbled building below you.

The sun was just beginning to set, casting the sky in bright oranges and yellows, "You haven't done anything, for once. I just like the way it feels coming from my lips, Leonardoooooo, Leeeeeoooooonardo-"

He smushed his hand against your lips, silencing you with a pout, "Ok, ok I get it, you're a big fan; who wouldn't be?" You licked his palm, knowing he wouldn't really feel it anyway. But from the way your face cringed at the dirt and rust, he sussed it out pretty quickly, "You regret doing that, huh?"

"Oh, big time." you both broke out into laughter, it reminded you of the old times. The days when New York wasn't a mass of ruins and you had never heard of anything like the Kraang. It was just simple days where you and the guys would hang out, like this, on rooftops eating pizza and laughing until soda burst out of your noses.

It almost feels funny reminiscing like that, you had all known each other for so long it's weird to think you'd still be together. 

"Hey, c'mon I'm not that boring am I?" Leo pouted, trying and succeeding in getting your attention. You turned to him, my how he'd grown. You all had, but somehow when you looked at Leo, you were reminded that you weren't dumb teenagers anymore; no matter how much you both still acted like one. 

"I was just...reflecting, is all." you hummed out, unable to look away from his eyes. He smiled weakly back at you, his pupils reflecting the glowing sun. You were both cast in a yellow, heavenly glow, the golden hour as it was once known as.

"Hey," Leo whispered, his low voice doing things to you. 

"Hi," you gently whispered back, not daring to break what little tranquil silence you had together. 

"Did it hurt?" he asked, puzzling you. Flicking a brow up, you rolled your eyes, quickly catching on, "What? When I fell from heaven?" Leo shook his head, "No."

Now you were confused, Leo was always known to be a flirt when it came to you. Even when you were younger you were both sickly in love and yet, nothing has changed. He'd still tell you cheesy pick-up lines even if you have heard them over a hundred times by this point.

"What?" you questioned, wondering where he was going with this. Leo took your much smaller hand into his own, the metallic touch of his fingers cooling down your heated skin, "Did it hurt when you fell for me?" he grinned out.

You pushed him away with your free hand, though he soon tugged you down with him; still connected by your touch. You landed on his chest with laughter, eyes tearing up with how much his little stunt had caught you off guard.

"T-that was a good one, I'll give you that." you huffed out, wiping another tear away. Leo had wrapped his arms around your waist making it impossible for you to leave, unless you asked but why would you?

"Oooh I miss this," he sighed, rubbing his beak into your neck. You hummed along with his, just enjoying the warmth the sun brought upon you both. You could have laid there for hours, but the sun would soon set and once the moon peeked up from the land the Kraang would patrol.

"D-do you think we'll win?" you muttered out, pulling yourself impossibly closer to the red-eared slider. You could feel Leo's grip on you tighten, "I promised it, didn't I?"

"And you never break your promises," you continued, flicking your gaze up to him. He was already looking down at you with love and hope in his eyes, "Right," he agreed. You both slowly leaned in, pressing your lips together like so many times before. And that's where you stayed for a few moments, just the two of you interlocked and basking in what once was.

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Keith watched on with amusement as Lance fussed at the holo-TV, trying desperately to get the subtitles to play despite the fact that they did not offer and Terran subtitles and would therefore be useless. (‘They help me hear better!’ ‘Lance, babe, you can’t even read them.’ ‘Who am I to argue with my ears? If they hear better with subtitles, they hear better with subtitles!’ ‘…Can’t argue with that.’)

“Lance,” he complained, “hurry up and come sit down. I miss my bony weighted blanket.”

Lance, who had finally gotten the subtitles on, (in what looked to be Arusian) huffed snootily. “If that’s all I am to you, then you can sit by yourself,” he said, sitting primly on the other edge of the couch.

Keith pouted. “Baby,” he tried, but Lance pointedly ignored him. After a few moments of stubbornly sitting as far away as possible, Lance began to shiver. Keith smirked. As much as Lance liked to huff and puff and pretend to be annoyed when Keith teased him, he could never stay away long enough for Keith to feel any consequences, because Lance seemingly could not thermoregulate. It took that boy a maximum of five minutes in any situation to get cold, and Keith was his personal furnace. Keith reclined back onto the couch, still smirking. He wouldn’t even have to say anything.

A few more minutes, and he was proven correct: Lance crawled along the couch, settling in between Keith’s open legs and leaning on his chest. He manhandled Keith’s arms so one was around his waist and one was in his hair. He was scowling, but Keith knew his well enough to see the amusement in his eyes. Lance enjoyed their dumb little games as much as he did (there were always bonus points when they pulled shit like this in front of the team, who recognized it for the flirting that it was and were disgusted every time. It was hilarious).

As soon as he was settled, Keith pressed a quick kiss to the back Lance’s head, tightened the grip around his waist, and began running his fingers through Lance’s hair in the way he knew made his boyfriend all melty.

“…This does not mean you won,” Lance announced after a period of silence.

Keith huffed a light laugh. “Okay, baby. Whatever you say.”

The smile was audible in Lance’s voice. “Don’t patronize me, Mullet.” Keith smiled and continued playing with Lance’s hair as the movie played on. Truthfully, he wasn’t paying much attention to the film, just enjoying spending time with his boyfriend. His fingers ran along a long scar on the back of Lance’s head, and he paused. He knew the scar was there, he felt it every time he touched Lance’s head, but he truly did not know where it came from. He knew the origins for most of Lance’s other scars, as he was present for most of them, but this one eluded him.

“How’d you get this scar?” he asked after a moment of contemplation.

“Hm?” responded Lance absentmindedly. “What scar?”

Keith traced over it again, tapping it lightly. “This one, on the back of your head.”

“Oh, I tripped over a fish when I was little.”

Keith froze, brows furrowed. He was utterly flummoxed, to be honest.

“You… tripped… on a fish?” he asked slowly. He knew English was, like, Lance’s fourth language. Maybe that was an expression that wasn’t translated well?

Lance hummed an affirmative. “I was playing in the… I don’t remember the English word. The shallow end of the ocean. Where you can still stand.”

“I think it’s called the surf? Maybe?”

Lance made a face. “I thought that was just the sport. Huh.” He shook his head. “Doesn’t matter. Anyways. I was playing in the surf with my siblings, we were throwing a ball around. My siblings are all bigger than me, and sometimes they forgot that, so they kept throwing it too far and I would try to run backwards and catch it anyway. Since I was running backwards, I wasn’t really watching where I was going, and I tripped over a stupid fucking Goliath Grouper.” Lance scowls. “I don’t know what the dumbass thing was doing in the shallow waters, but it was there and they’re too dumb to be scared of humans, so I tripped right over the stupid thing and cracked my head open on a rock! My mom thought I died. Luckily for everyone I am very hardy, so they glued my head back together with no brain damage! But yeah. I firmly blame the stupid Grouper.”

Keith sits in stunned silence for a few seconds before bursting into laughter. The force of it makes Lance bounce where he’s resting on his chest. Lance giggles along with him.

“You really tripped on a fish,” he chokes out. “God, baby, only you.”

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summary: the first character we are introduced to is albedo, your lovely tutor and someone that you trusted with your deepest secrets. i wonder, what is his daily routine like? character included: albedo nova affectus series: day in his life <[next]>

"good morning, your highness." your tutor bowed, making you pout as you welcomed him in. the young man went by the name of albedo. he was the chief alchemist of your kingdom's scientific department, and he was well respected as one of the smartest men in the kingdom.

twice a week, he would visit your room in order to help you with your studies, mainly focusing on the mathematical and scientific aspects. he was a great teacher! he explained things in a manner that even an elementary schooler would understand, and he was very patient with you when you were struggling with a particular problem.

but before we get to all of the boring school stuff, let's get to know him better.

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you weren't sure where albedo was originally born, but he used to live in mondstadt before he came to work for you. albedo began his routine well... after waking up! after he was done with his morning duties, he went over to the nearby alchemical department to do some quick work.

the work mainly consisted of him giving his assistants: sucrose and timaeus, something to do for a while/checking in on their progress. depending on the day, he would stay in the lab and work with them as the day flew by.

today wasn't one of those days, as it was tuesday. tuesdays typically meant that it was time for your bi-weekly tutoring session. anyways, that's how he ended up at your room door.

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giving your guard a quick nod, albedo stepped in the room, scanning the decor before sitting at the table the two of you often worked at. it seems that, since his last visit, you had decorated your large room with more things. perhaps your friend had managed to sneak you out again without your parents noticing?

"now, albedo. i quite enjoy your company, but why must we spend so much time learning such boring things?" you pouted, sitting down with a huff as you crossed your arms. albedo found himself holding back a laugh. over the course of your many years of being friends, he found that you didn't quite like things that took up too much of your attention span. then again, who does?

"do forgive me, your highness, but i'm afraid that you're required to learn these things. after all, it is part of the royal curriculum." albedo set his books to the corner of the table, watching you with an amused look as you let out a loud groan. "what am i supposed to do with all this... dumb math stuff! i understand the science as i'll need it for potions later in life, but-"

you cut yourself off, sighing and grabbing one of the notebooks that albedo had brought with him. picking up a pencil, you gave him a determined look, a wide- yet strained - smile on your face as you opened the book. "enough complaining from me! i'll try my best!"

an hour or so passed, and albedo spent his time carefully explaining things to you as he went along. you did indeed try your best, but sometimes... it just wasn't enough. soon enough, there were various math problems scribbled across your page. the further down the page got, the more scribbled the numbers became. a sign that maybe it was time for a break.

“my head hurts…” you mumbled. your head was resting against your head, fingers rubbing at your temple in a soothing manner. giving you a small smile, albedo took your notebook, closing it before putting it on his side of the table. “alright, your highness. let’s take a break.”

he stood up, walking towards and opening your giant door. after having a quick conversation with your knight, he closed the doors once again, sending a sweet smile your way as he sat back down. “xiao should be back in a little bit with some food, so let’s just chat in the meantime.”

you nodded, leaning back and stretching in a not so elegant way. but who really cares, no one would see you anyways. “everything has been so boring lately,” you spoke up, sighing loudly after your stretch. “of course, i still have to look for suitors to marry, but other than that…”

albedo nodded slightly, pulling his seat closer to the table. “have you found anyone yet? i believe that one of the nobles from the inazuma kingdom had his eyes on you?”

you shrugged. “it might not be in that way though. and although he is quite good looking, i don’t know him enough to want to marry him.” a series of knocks on your door interrupted your talk, and you quickly rushed to answer the door.

upon opening it, you were met with xiao holding two large trays. one with snacks and the other with coffee and tea for you and your tutor. “here are the snacks you requested, your highness. shall i bring them in for you?” you gave him a quick nod, opening the door more and allowing him to come in.

albedo stood up as well, taking the tray with the drinks off of your knight’s hands in order to help. once you were done, xiao gave a deep bow and left, closing the door behind him. perhaps you should request some snacks for him later- he must be hungry.

“aright, your highness,” albedo spoke first, setting the tray he had on a table that didn’t have a lot of valuable work stuff on it. “let’s take a quick snack break and continue when we’re done. how does that sound?”

you gave him an excited nod, picking up one of the sandwiches with a smile. “it sounds great!”

as i finish writing this, i realize that this isn’t very ‘daily routine’ like. forgive me for that, but hopefully i’ll get used to it as i continue writing for the other men!! also it’s very rushed and fast paced…

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Yandere!Leona x reader

• The first time you both met was kind of... Hectic.

• You were doing some tasks that were given to you. One of them happened to be in the botanical garden, where you accidentally stepped on someone's tail. This tail belonged to Leona Kingscholar, the dormleader of Savanaclaw. You apologised, saying that you didn't see him, but then he started to scold you. Saying how you should look at where you're walking. You yourself couldn't believe what was happening. Of course you had to defend yourself, so you simply said: "You know... For a guy that is supposed to be royalty, you don't know anything about manners or how to behave in public. A bed is a place where you should be napping at. Not places where you'll be in others way." He of course didn't appreciate your words and was about to attack you until a teacher stopped you both.

• You both were being scolded by the teacher, how embarrassing this may be for you both, you had to apologise to each other. With much trouble, you both apologised and were planning to not see each other EVER again. Well... fate had other plans for you.

• The following times you bumped into each other you both always glared at each other. Making remarks about each other. Whenever you both had to be somewhere together for some tasks that were given to you. Like cleaning the library bookcases, or watering the plants in the botanical garden. HE would always take a nap while you worked and say things to him like: "Aren't you going to help? It's a task also given to you!" He would either ignore you or just make remarks/directions on what you should do.

• You absolutely couldn't stand him at first. Though, somehow his company whenever you're doing these things made you feel comforted. Of course you didn't like it when he was smart talking, but at least you're not alone and had someone to 'talk' to. Well... You're just calmly responding to his sometimes insulting words. How you managed to stay calm? Even you didn't know

• Leona, found you amusing. How you would do your tasks and just complain, but nothing more than that. On some occasions when he's really tired he would just leave and nap elsewhere, but there was some part of him saying that he should stay and just observe.

• After you both spent more time together. You doing the tasks, he just laying down. You both went quiet. You had nothing to say to each other. You focussed on your task which was... Quite difficult to do alone. You don't think of yourself as someone weak, but a task where you have to get a few items, which were on the heavy side, into certain rooms was a bit too much for you to handle.

• You gave up on asking Leona to help since, whenever you do ask. He just either leaves or ignores you. You tried to move the things, but it went very slowly. As you tried to speed up the progress you accidentally drop the heavy item on your foot. You cursed out in pain, where Leona for some reason reacted on by walking up to you and helping you out. He brought you to the infirmary and finished the job by himself.

• You found this weird. He NEVER helped you, but did this time? You thought, maybe this guy takes things seriously the moment someone gets hurt... But I am surprised that he didn't call me stupid or clumsy.

• The next few times together he has been helping you which was a pleasant surprise, but confused you. The moment you have to do something that looks difficult he would stop doing his work and do the task for you. Then go back to his work.

• You didn't know how to feel about this. To be honest you liked him more now that he's actually helping. Of course he'll sometimes do the job lazily or he would just take a nap right afterwards, but he still finishes it.

• Leona didn't know what happened to him. Normally he's able to ignore anyone. It didn't matter if they're a bit hurt or are scolding them to go to the class. So why is he concerned whenever it was about you? He isn't dumb of course, he knew that he had fallen in love with you since you're up until now the only one that withstood his constant insulting in a way.  

• He had to test out how he felt, he thought... But that thought was thrown away the moment he saw you with the person he absolutely hated. Malleus. You were smiling at your best friend and Leona felt more and more jealous. He waited... He waited until Malleus was gone and he had a chance to talk to you. When Malleus disappeared into tin air, leaving fireflies in your presence, leaving fireflies in your presence. He revealed himself and asked you, soon after Malleus left, if you would hang out with him and he made it clear that he won't be napping, since he know that you would expect that from him.

• You found this weird, but accepted his offer. Curious about what he would do when you do hang out. Out of free will this time.

• The following times that you hung out went very smoothly. In fact, you both opened up for each other. Eventually you were crushing on him and he confirmed his feelings about you.

• He decided that he should make you his. How he did this was not very romantic, but you didn't really expect him to be the very romantic type anyways. You both were doing tasks in the classroom. That's when he blurted something out.

• "Huh?... Could you repeat that again?" You asked, not believing that what you've heard just now was true.

He rolled his eyes and sighed. "... Listen now, I won't be repeating myself again after this... Can I be your boyfriend?" He asked.

• You needed a moment to process this, but he wasn't this patient.

"Nevermind... This was stupid to begin with..."

He said, he felt scared somehow. Scared of rejection. Scared of feeling that you would say no and that you liked someone who was 'superior' than him. Scared that you would start looking at him like all the people back home did whenever they were comparing his brother and him. He at least wants to be friends if you didn't have an answer, but he wouldn't know what to do if you rejected him. Why wouldn't you reject him? When you both met each other you were already at each others necks... He at least was happy that there wasn't bad blood between you both anymore.

Your following words did surprise him.

• "Sure, why not... I did start crushing on you after all." You said.

This simple sentence alone was enough to have him ecstatic. He never really showed it and rather played it cool, but he was relieved.

• The following months went great, you both loved spending time with each other.

• Whenever you both would cuddle each other you would sometimes just enjoy each others presence. Whenever he felt talkative, he would talk about his day or softy whisper compliments in your ear.

• He opened up a lot to you and to you only. You knew more about him. More than almost everyone you knew. Of course... The only person that knew him better than you was he himself.

• He knew that he was starting to get possessive of you. He knew how he truly felt whenever you would hang out and laugh with others. He knew how he felt. He knew his thoughts and he knew that if he actively went to act upon his thoughts and feelings that you would probably leave him. He would love to have you locked up and him being the only one to be able to see you, but wasn't able to do this.

• He had to work secretively. Whenever you hang out with people he would glare at them. Especially if they're getting too close to you. He likes to have some distance between you and other people. To do this, he would intimidate others. Glaring them down as if they would be his next dinner if they were, in his opinion, too friendly with you.

• He would often nap at places where you like to hang out. Sometimes hiding too smartly to make his presence unknown, while he's just listening in.

• When he's napping and you're not around, he would often send Ruggie to check up on you and would do this in a way to make it seem like Ruggie went to you out of his own free will. If he's planning on moving and checking up on you himself, he would hide near you. he knows that you would suspect him to be somewhere else, just lazily napping.

• If you did notice him, he would say that some kids were disturbing him and that he's finding another spot to rest. If he's feeling extra possessive, he would drag you with him. Since you're his cuddle buddy too.

• When you both are resting and he's smelling someone else on you his face would sometimes scrunch up. He would either ask (demand) you to wear his clothes just to get rid of the smell. Or he would make very bruised up hickeys on your neck or collarbone. These hickeys would sometimes be hard to cover up.

"Tch... You smell weird. I won't be able to sleep with that stench around.  Did you hang out with __ again?... Time to remind you that you're mine and mine alone."